A/N- this chapter starts at the end of "conventions" of course I'm going to alter it to make it interesting. Again, I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT MY OWN ADDED IDEAS. Please enjoy :)

Jay smiled as he watched Erin set her stuff down on the coffee table. The two had just enjoyed a dinner after Erin decided not to attend her high school reunion. It has been 3 weeks since the capture of Nadia's killers and Erin's attackers.

"Want a beer?" Erin asks from the kitchen.

"Yeah sure" He calls from his comfortable spot on her couch. He sat on the arm of it and gladly accepts the beer when Erin hands it over. She stands not even a foot away from him, looking down with a smile.

"I'm gonna get out of this damn dress then I'll be back out. Think you can handle yourself?" She says smirking. Jay sarcastically laughs in response, she takes it as a yes so she heads for her bedroom.

Erin slips on a pair of gray sweats, black tank top and lets her hair down. She walks back into the living room where Jay tapped the rim of his beer patiently waiting.

"You seriously waited to drink that? I didn't tell you to wait" She says. He simply shrugs and takes a sip from his beer.

"Now I feel over dressed for the occasion" Jay remarks, examining Erin's outfit, and the curves of her body that drove him crazy with lust.

"Justin has a bag of clothes in my closet for some reason, I can grab you some sweats and a shirt if you're that uncomfortable" Erin says with a sigh.

"I don't think Justin would want me wearing his clothes… I'll be fine" Jay replies. Erin once again steps close to him, crossing her arms over her chest and simply gazing into his perfect blue eyes.

"You look better in a suit anyway" She compliments quietly. Jay gently grabs her hands that hung at her sides and holds them to her hips, she blushes at his touch. Jay lets go of her hands and grabs her waist and pulls her even closer, as if they weren't close enough. Her arms rest on his shoulders, she suddenly felt a need for him. She had wanted to keep it professional but it was close to impossible to resist his smile, his eyes. Everything about him pretty much. All this caused her to lean over him so that he plopped down backwards on the couch with her on top of him, kissing him tenderly.

Jay couldn't believe it, finally he was kissing Erin. He felt her smile into the kiss, that's when he knew she wanted it as bad as she did. Erin felt Jay's tongue brush the bottom of her lip, she allowed entrance as she deepened the kiss as well. She pulled away just for a moment to catch her breath, both of them smiling like fools.

"So much for keeping it professional huh?" Jay jokes.

"Screw professionalism" She mutters. Jay lifts her up off him so he could stand, he then pulls her in and kisses her. This time he was the dominant pursuer of the kiss. She moans softly and wraps her arms around his neck, then she jumps up to wrap her legs around his waist. Jay's hands hold her ass as he carries her against the living room window, not pulling away from the kiss once.

Jay looks at her, admiring her beautiful smile.

"You look beautiful" He whispers. Erin playfully slaps his arm as she laughs, breaking eye contact with him.

"And your eyes" He adds, attempting to gain eye contact again. He earned her sweet gaze once again.

"Now you're just saying things" she whispers back. He shakes his head in denial, he truly meant what he said, and she knew he did too.

Jay lifted up Erin's tank top just over her head, leaving her only in her bra. He kisses her neck, he is satisfied by the little moans escaping her mouth.

"Jay" She breathes into his neck. It felt so right to be saying his name, him being the one to remove her shirt. She starts to unbutton his shirt but was having troubles with the buttons so Jay takes the liberty to rip the shirt off. She giggles at his actions, but that doesn't slow him from returning to his partner and pinning her wrists above her head as he kisses her again.

Justin sat in his car in Erin's apartment parking lot, he was freaking out, blood covered his hands and he couldn't think straight. Justin looks up to her window, he had been there plenty of times to know which window was to her apartment. He did not like what he saw. Justin was now not only scared, he was seething with rage. Justin gets out of his car and slams the door, he storms over to the front door of the apartment complex and heads for the elevator.

"C'mon you piece of junk…" Justin grumbles at the elevator's slow paced movements.

Justin walks quickly out of the elevator once it lands on the floor of Erin's apartment. He finds her apartment number and takes two deep breaths before knocking loud and rapidly on her door.

Erin sighed frustratingly at the sound of her apartment door getting knocked on. Jay got off of her from the couch and allowed her to get up, put on his white dress shirt then make her way to the door.

"Justin? What are you doing here?" She asks nervously. He was breathing heavily and she noticed the blood on his hands. He didn't even bother to ask before he pushed past her and entered her apartment. Jay froze at the sight of Justin, the man looked angry and he didn't seem to hear a word Erin was shouting at him. He simply kept his stare on Jay.

"Justin get out! You have no right to be here!" Erin yelled at him. Justin turned to face her then suddenly grabs ahold of her wrists tightly.

"Just let go of me. NOW" She demands.

"E-Erin, why would you- you know I've always liked you Erin! How could you do this to me!" Erin attempted to remove her wrists from his grip again but he didn't let go. This wasn't the Justin she knew, the Justin she knew would never touch her if she didn't allow it, he wouldn't have gotten so mad at the sight of Jay. Sure he would've been jealous but not lashed out at her like this.

Jay was having enough of watching her struggle, he had no right to be touching her if she said otherwise. He approaches them and looks at Justin.

"Let her go" Jay demands.

"Or what? You'll shoot me?" Justin asks, raising his voice. Jay prepared himself, he swung his leg up Justin's legs. He lets go of Erin's wrists and falls to the ground holding his groin. In the meantime, Jay pulls Erin into his chest and holds her tight as she rubs her wrists.

"Justin get out, if you don't leave I'm calling Hank" She threatens, Justin knew better so he slowly stood up and limped out the door.

"You alright?" Jay asks concerned. She was really shook up, last time she was ever touched unwillingly was by the men who attacked her 3 weeks ago.

"I'm calling Voight, something's up with Justin" Erin announces quietly. Jay nods and hands her phone to her.

"Voight" She whispers when he answers the phone.

"Erin? You alright?"

"I am… but Justin's not"

"I'm coming over there" Her eyes shoot wide open, she looks at Jay desperately.

"N-no you really don't have to, you should be seeing Justin n-not me. Really Hank, I'm fine" She stutters.

"There a reason you don't want me over there?"

"No, I'm just tired and I was about to head to bed, Just call Justin and check on him"

"Alright, see you at work tomorrow, don't be late." Erin hangs up quickly and lets out a big sigh of relief.

"What?" Erin smirks at Jay and laughs.

"Voight woulda kicked your balls in like you did to Justin if he had decided to come over here" She says half joking, half serious. She saw Jay return the smirk but it disappeared shortly after.

"It's getting late, I'm just gonna head… Voight might show up or something, I'd love to stay but I also would love to keep my job, even though I never get to drive" Erin agrees and hands him his stuff.

"Bye Jay" She says with a soft smile.

"See you tomorrow. Any chance I could drive?" He loved to mess with her, he stood outside of her door but at the mention of driving, she closes the door. He heard her laugh from the other side. Wow Jay thought, smiling the whole way down to his car. He stole one last glance of her apartment window, she wasn't in view but he didn't care.